Amara sat nearby as I took a seat beside Sansa on the bed.

Amara praised Sansa’s bravery for fighting a dangerous beast and saving Levine, but I couldn’t feel proud of the victory. My heart was heavy because Levine’s life was still uncertain.

“She fought bravely, killed the wild creature, and saved Levine,” Amara said.

“He’ll die tomorrow, not today,” I murmured in despair, my voice trembling.

Amara tried to comfort me. “Don’t lose hope; miracles do happen.”

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